Time Travelling Princess

"It hurts a little, but it's ok..." Ling Yaoyao stuck out her tongue in embarrassment.

"It's all red, but it's ok?" Han Yuyang looked at her again reproachfully, put down 1; 148471591054062, her hand said: "I'll find some anti-inflammatory drugs."

"Oh, no, it doesn't matter if it's a little red. It'll be OK soon. I'm not so delicate." Ling Yaoyao said quickly.

"It doesn't matter?" Han Yuyang gazed at her, unable to hide the concern in his eyes.

"Well." Ling Yaoyao nodded and grinned: "I sometimes hurt my hands when cooking, but I usually get well soon. I'm used to it for a long time."

"Well, don't do it. I'll make the snow crab." Han Yuyang pondered for a moment and arranged in a firm tone.

"You do it?" Ling Yaoyao's eyes widened. I can't believe it.

Is he not a cadre's son? Oneself also is in front of not small official, that should be to live the superior life of the superior every day. At this time, he even said that he would help her cook in the kitchen, eh? Is there something wrong with it?

Han Yuyang has poured the snow crabs into the pool and washed them orderly.

Ling Yaoyao watched Han Yuyang carefully brush the snow crab with a small brush, then uncovered the crab shell and skillfully removed the crab gills Everything was done as if he were a real trained cook.

"Have you learned how to cook?" Ling Yaoyao didn't want to say anything, but seeing his professional appearance, she couldn't help asking.

"When I was a graduate student, I used to cook by myself. So, a little bit of everything. " Han Yuyang gave a clear and faint smile, just like the shimmering sunlight. It was warm and charming.

Ling Yaoyao is a little bit dazed, more and more feel that this man, is so perfect, outstanding, moving people. It seems that it is no worse than minghaoxuan.

Even, maybe, he is better than Ming haoxuan. Ming haoxuan is arrogant and cold, while Han Yuyang is modest, casual and kind, like a big brother who has been familiar with for a long time

"Hehe, what are you thinking?" Han Yuyang saw that Ling Yaoyao was just staring at himself. The smile on his lips deepened and became full of banter: "don't be dazed. Let's work together. I'll make snow crab soup. You can do something else quickly so that you can have dinner quickly."

Ling Yaoyao as if he peeped through his messy mind, a little red cheek, disguised to get the cut wax gourd: "here you are, later put into the soup together."

Han Yuyang looked at the pile full of a small sieve of wax gourd, some funny: "no, I put tomatoes, snow crab soup with tomatoes, taste more delicious, wax gourd you do something else."

So, two people each perform their duties, conscientiously busy.

Fortunately, Ming haoxuan's kitchen is big enough, and all kinds of kitchenware are also complete. Ling Yaoyao and Han Yuyang are both working in it. They are not crowded or inconvenient. On the contrary, they have a very warm and harmonious atmosphere, just like the feeling of home

Ming haoxuan is sitting in the living room, his eyes seem to be staring at the TV screen intently, but his mind can't help but float to the kitchen. Keep thinking, those two people, how can not come out? Does it take so long to cook a meal?

Although he had already thought about letting go just now, since he didn't care, Han Yuyang happened to like that girl, he would not provoke her again.

But when I think of them in the kitchen together, how can I feel so bad? It's as if someone poured a bottle of old vinegar filled with pepper out of thin air. It's sour and spicy

"Why is the meal so slow today? Do you mean to make people hungry? " Minghaoxuan impatiently tightened his eyebrows, and finally got up and stood up: "I'll go and see what's going on."

Li Mengxue watched him stride to the kitchen back, originally tender eyes gradually become cold and gloomy, nails deep into the palm.

Growing up with him, she knew everything about him.

Her elegant and graceful brother Xuan, when did she worry about eating? When did you go into the kitchen to urge meals? Sometimes when he is busy, it's normal for him to have dinner from eight or nine to ten o'clock in the evening.

The reason why he is like this is because of that silly and vulgar woman. Just like Han Yuyang, she wants to go into the kitchen to see her

But it doesn't matter. This is just the beginning, that silly woman named Ling Yaoyao, why fight with her? What's the capital to fight her?

Sooner or later, she will let her brother Xuan understand that the woman is not qualified to stand beside him as a servant. In this world, the most suitable person to stand up against him is only her, and she can only be

In the kitchen, Han Yuyang has put all kinds of ingredients and seasonings in the snow crab soup, and the purple sand pot that cooks the soup has a strong aroma.

Instead of leaving in a hurry, he stood by with a smile and watched Ling Yaoyao cook and stir fry with his hands and feet. Sometimes he handed her something or helped to serve the dishes.

The two men were chatting and laughing, and they cooperated very happily.When Ming haoxuan walked in, what he saw was such a tacit and warm picture.

Ling Yao Yao, wearing an apron and holding a spatula, stands beside the stove with her arms flying. She looks like a standard virtuous little woman. Han Yuyang stood beside her with a smile in his eyes. His eyes were full of appreciation, love and doting

Ming haoxuan only felt more uncomfortable in the heart, even the chest followed some hair stuffy.

However, he had no reason to say anything more. The two of them were making dinner here. He seemed to be a little redundant when he came in. He coughed heavily and said, "why hasn't the meal been ready yet?"

Han Yuyang looked back at him and said with a smile, "Yao Yao wants to show off her craftsmanship, so she is very serious."

"Soon, we'll be ready for dinner." Hearing Ming haoxuan's voice, Ling Yaoyao's heart jumped uncontrollably. When the oil poured into the pot, her hand left slowly. A few drops of hot oil splashed on her hand without any suspense. She let out a low exclamation again.

"I'll let you be careful, or so careless." Han Yuyang frowned and pulled her: "how's your hand? Let me see. "

"It's OK. It's OK. I'll fry first." Lingyao said in embarrassment.

It's really embarrassing. I once boasted of AI Haikou and said that I could do anything about housework. But the first time I came here to cook, I was first caught by a big crab, and now I was scalded by oil. Moreover, Han Yuyang saw both of them. This time, he added a Ming haoxuan.

Ah, in a mess

www.readwn.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!